Those who know me
know i don't believe in love.
But how can that be
when I still see myself with you?
I don't want to hear you say that you love me
but I want to know why you can't forgive.
I don't even know what I did, I'm too hurt to see.
Admit it, why do you refuse?
I can't pretend it doesn't hurt me
having to pretend not to see you.
Like I don't remember how we used to be.
like memories don't come back.
I don't know why
I have to hear what you say.
I shouldn't let it make me cry,
but I let it anyway.
I blame you for this
for hurting me so.
I hate myself for this,
for the two steps forward, and the ten back.
